The strong man who lived in the past once fought to defeat the evil god. otbnkotgt "The soul has left and only this useless body is left.
Let me give you a ride."
The sculpture that transformed into a living person rushed forward.
Light connected between them, and strange energy surged.
The one closest to me held his right hand empty, and then slowly pulled out a light beam from the palm of his left hand.
"It's interesting to turn your sword into a sword with energy.
If you have any other skills, let's use them together."
I said with a smile.
He also lit a cigarette for himself.
Ancient qi masters once conducted various tests on the qi in the human body.
The sword that turns into gas is just one of them, it is based on shaping the gas and then releasing a large amount of light and heat at the same time.
"Buzz" the beam of light hit my head, and I took a step back.
After the light pillar hit the ground, it instantly dispersed and turned into countless weird sword lights attacking me.
"Wall" I pushed my palm forward, and the earth wall and golden light were released at the same time, blocking the sword light.
"Drink" but I haven't stood up yet.
Someone came up from behind to kill him, and another sculpture turned the gas into a huge ax and struck it hard at the earth wall.
The earth wall immediately fell apart with the amazing power.
Several other sculptures also divided their energy into various weapons, and attacked with the golden light in front of me.
Cracks gradually appeared in the golden light, and it was only a matter of time before they were shattered.
I kept backing away with a cigarette in my mouth.
It wasn't that I was afraid of these sculptures.
On the contrary, these sculptures were frighteningly weak.
These weapons transformed from Qi look bluffing, but in fact they are very weak.
Just now Yan Ni could smash the golden light in front of me with one punch, but now looking at these people, with his arms rounded and punching at the golden light randomly, a crack appeared.
According to their urinary properties, they may not be able to live up to the ancient gods' standards when they were alive.
I was surprised, and after careful observation, I found that these few didn't cast any powerful spells, they just relied on brute force to attack.
"Is this a bluff?"
I wondered.
At this moment, he launched a surprise attack on the big man holding the axe, arrived in front of him at lightning speed, and then punched him in the chest.
A hole was punched through the sculpture's chest on the spot.
Horrible cracks appeared in the wound.
His body staggered back a few steps, and then fell heavily to the ground.
"It's not as powerful as I thought.
I was overthinking it."
I knocked down a sculpture with one fist.
I looked at the fallen sculpture and then at my own fist.
I didn't use much real skill in that punch just now. , I have always been afraid that these sculptures may hide some powerful magic that has not been used.
Now it seems that I really thought too much.
After confirming this in my mind, I turned my head and was about to attack the other sculptures when the situation suddenly changed.
The sculpture that I had just knocked down with my punch slowly stood up from the ground.
There were countless pieces falling from the broken part of the chest, but it didn't seem to be a big deal.
I moved my arms, and the light shining on it quickly focused on the hole, and then an even weirder scene appeared in my eyes.
The hole in the sculpture's chest is slowly healing, but at the same time, some fine scars have appeared on the chests of other sculptures.
As the big hole in the chest of the sculpture I hit healed faster and faster, the chests of the surrounding sculptures showed varying degrees of damage, but the scars were not major.
After about ten seconds, the scars on the chests of all the sculptures returned to almost the same level.
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In other words, these sculptures have achieved an effect similar to "life connection" in some way.
I broke one.
Several others came to join in.
As long as I couldn't destroy all these sculptures at once, even if I smashed one of them to pieces, it would be useless.
"So that's it."
This method is not very common, but it is not novel at all.
I have seen similar spells in many places where witchcraft and witchcraft are practiced.
The local old witch connects his life soul with several other believers to form a life connection in a certain sense.
If he is killed, the old witch will be resurrected as long as the believers offer their lives.
This method is evil but very practical.
"This is how the ancient god-slaying warriors used this method to deal with the ancient god Mensu."
After seeing through the trick, I shouted coldly.
However, the "Drink" sculptures launched a second round of strong attacks.
Various weapons and slashes finally shattered the golden light.
Then all the sculptures surrounded me, and all kinds of sharp Qi turned into weapons and fell towards me.
"I'm waiting for you.
It's time to burn.
Burn out all the darkness here."
I lightly touched my finger on the mouth of the gourd at my waist, and then a strange flame danced on my finger, and then the flame jumped up to my entire palm.
The bursting flame exploded in the next second, spreading to the surroundings instantly, releasing terrifying high heat within a few seconds.
Although these sculptures have changed into the appearance of living people, in the end they are still stones.
Even if a spell similar to life connection is completed under the light connection, the flames at this moment are not burning the individual, but all of them.
"Boom" the flames suddenly jumped up, as if turning the secret room into an abyss of hell.
A terrible heat wave spread towards the surrounding area.
The sculpture began to change.
The sculpture in the flames first stopped moving, and then the humanoid skin and muscles also changed, changing from skin to stone again.
The stone blackens and scorches in the flames.
His body gradually bent down, his hands hung down, and the surrounding flames burned crazily, becoming more and more fierce.
"Bang" The stone cracked under the high temperature, and cracks appeared one after another on the stone statue.
The life connection began to work, but the method of tearing down the east wall to repair the west wall was obviously useless at this time.
When all the sculptures are about to be broken under the burning flames, the life connection is powerless.
I stood in the center of the flames, watching several sculptures being destroyed by the flames.
I smoked a cigarette and said softly: "Rest in peace, the undead who have been suffering.
I will complete the mission you have not completed for you."
The flames are like demons.
But it is a demon driven by me.
The sculpture finally couldn't resist and completely shattered, eventually turning into piles of black ashes under the flames.
"Collect" the flame returned to the gourd with the waving of fingers.
But the high temperature still lingered in the secret room.
I looked at the leader of the Bone Ooid Cult standing opposite and said: "Don't use this third-rate magic.
Use something powerful, otherwise this fight will be too boring."
He looked at me with eyes as sharp as knives.
He opened his mouth and shouted: "Now is the time for third-rate spells to show their true posture."
As soon as he finished speaking, some strange purple smoke actually floated out from the ashes, and the smoke curled up and lingered in the air.
Finally, it converged to a point and formed a purple translucent ball.
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"What?"
I frowned.
"The unwilling belief of the warriors turns into great power.
This power changes into terrible undead.
Burning their bodies is equivalent to breaking the seal.
The warriors who think that the ancient gods have returned will launch terrible disasters.
And you are their only one.
"Enemies" the guy kept talking endlessly.
To put it simply, these warriors were originally dead, but their souls were trapped in the sculptures and were forced to become the guardians of the ancient god Mensu.
When the god Mensu is resurrected, the power will shatter these sculptures, and they will be released from the sculptures and turn into terrible undead to seek revenge on the god Mensu.
But I just burned these sculptures with one move, which is equivalent to now that I have become the ancient god Mensu and become their enemy.
The purple ball gradually turned into a human shape.
From the appearance, it looked like a strong man wearing armor and holding a sharp blade.
Judging from the appearance, this guy should be wearing armor and holding a big sword.
He really looks like an ancient warrior, but the purple light is obviously good.
It fell from the sky and stood right opposite me, looking at it with cold eyes.
Holding me.
Before "you" could say anything, the warrior next to me suddenly raised the sharp blade in his hand and slashed it down hard.
The terrifying sharp blade cut through the space and fell on my head at a weird speed.
I avoided it subconsciously, but it turned out that I managed to avoid the knife entirely by relying on my body reaction: